Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

The next day, Yuening and Feng Linghao got up early. They didn't say much nonsense. They called Feng Linghao directly and said, "you can help me put the thorn tree juice into the pottery pot and fix it on the stall. Then you can continue to prepare the goods and deliver them. Maybe the thorn tree juice will be sold in a big way?"

Yuening could not help licking the skin of her mouth when she thought of the taste of thorn tree juice. She knew that these things that Feng Linghao instigated were all good, so she had a good wish and hoped to sell them well. She also felt that she could sell them well. She was full of energy!

Feng Linghao chuckled and let out a cry. He continued to put the sweet water of Acanthus spinosus into the pot, and then sealed it with a layer of oil paper, so as to prevent the sand from blowing into the jar. Yue Ning didn't think about these careful things. Now he wrote them down carefully. They are all tricks.

As for Yuening, she was not idle. She prepared many bowls and put them in the stall.

The two men were working with great enthusiasm. Many people who passed by saw it and began to discuss.

"Oh, I heard that Yuening bought a car to do business, but I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't think it was really a great success?"

"Linghao's child is capable. It's good to buy a small business for Yuening. It's said that Yuening doesn't go to the animal training Bureau any more."

"Ah? Is not Shuo Ji Gang looking for the job of animal training bureau? Yuening is willing to quit? "

"Ho! Some people in the Bureau don't like the girl Yuening for a long time. She was run out. She didn't argue with her. Anyway, there are good days now. Go and go. No one is afraid of anyone. What's this called? Two slaps at one and it's closed. "

So, after all, it's better to admire Yuening's life and find Feng Linghao.

Yuening and Feng Linghao are immersed in their work. From time to time, they look up and talk with big guys with a smile, so that they can remember to patronize the business.

And those who say irony, Yue Ning and Feng Linghao have a tacit understanding of the choice to ignore.

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After a continuous busy working on the whole column of incense, the stall truck was fully equipped.

"Girl, if we encounter any trouble when setting up a stall, we can't be bullied if we don't want the car. We can run if we have any problems. Safety is the most important thing. Do you know?" Feng Linghao helped Yuening push the car out of the car for a long time. He didn't go to wa city. He kept nagging all the way. He was also laughed at by Yuening that he was an old lady and talked a lot.

"Don't worry. I'm not a fool. Go back quickly."

"OK, I'll see you in Vashi later." Feng Linghao nodded.

Make sure Yuening is OK, just leave in a big stride.

Here, Feng Linghao just left, Yuening is like a bird out of the cage, very happy.

He coughed twice and put on a serious appearance. Then he slowly pushed the cart to wa City, ten miles away. He didn't dare to push the cart too hard, for fear that the sweet water from the thorn tree in the jar would shake out. Fortunately, after confirming several times, Feng Linghao has sealed the mouth of the jar to death, and Yuening speeds up her pace at ease.

About half an hour later, Yuening got a lot faster and finally arrived at wa city. It was already late, and there were many peddlers scattered on the street. This is wa City, the capital city, which is relatively large. It is far away from where she lives. There are also many rich and noble families. Comparatively, there are many vendors who set up stalls and do business.

Rows of low houses are shops with signboards or flags standing at the door. Now the morning sun is rising, which is a good time to open the door and do business.

"Steamed buns with thin skin and meat stuffing are two Wen. They are fresh and hot when they are just out of the cage."

Yueningding's stall is next to the steamed bun shop. The hot fragrance makes her feel sad and even touches her belly.

Speaking of it, I haven't eaten Chao rice yet. I smell the smell of steamed buns and I'm a little hungry.

Yuening shakes her head. It's important to do business. She can't spend money without having a market. If the sweet water of thorn tree is sold out, she will buy 15 meat buns to eat with Feng Linghao.